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aughed. I recognized her. Even to me, it sounded a l

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ward, tracin

isions, my father's expectations and Brandon's mess. It was all me

darker this tim

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nctioning brain. For a heartbeat, I forgot she was my PA. I forgot everything except that she

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ly on her lap and yet... a quiver in her fingers, the tiniest hitch in her

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a small, nervous gesture that made me want to lean

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the desk, letting the tension build. "Most people wouldn't

like to maintain professi

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ang between us. "We're going to make a great te

up her neck, her eyes flickering with he

ift, it wasn't not crude, not obvious but deliberate down the curve of her back, the

chest, the way she had moved, trembled. My chest tightened. My brain tried to remind me I was in cont

to forget about that ass or